Bethsheba is an 11 month old resue. Her life, thus far, has been limited to crate and kennel living with very little human companionship. I knew we'd be facing issues, but here is one I never expected. She doesn't know how to play.

She doesn't appear to ever have played tug. Tracking the trajectory of a ball is a foreign concept.

So, our first day was spent taking long walks, a run around our 3 acres, meeting our neighbors (which she handled like a champ)...and me yelping whenever she needed reminding that furless flat-ears a teeth wimps.